Danger 5 is an Australian action comedy television series which premiered on SBS One on 27 February 2012. The men's adventure-magazine-inspired series was created by Dario Russo and David Ashby. The first series is set in a bizarre, campy, 1960s interpretation of World War II and follows a group of five international spies on a mission to kill Adolf Hitler and thwart his plans of world domination.[1] The second series is set in a similarly bizarre interpretation of 1982, with Hitler again the villain after somehow surviving the end of the war. The second series began airing on SBS 2 on 4 January 2015.
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In December 1949, a Soviet military tribunal in Khabarovsk tried 12 Japanese prisoners of war for preparing and using biological weapons (15). Major General Kawashima, former head of Unit 731's First, Third, and Fourth Sections, testified in this trial that no fewer than 600 prisoners were killed yearly at Unit 731. The Japanese government, in turn, accused the Soviet Union of experimentation with biological weapons, referring to examples of B. anthracis, Shigella, and V. cholerae organisms recovered from Russian spies.
It's coming on Christmas, and Mimmo is strolling through the street market. He spies an old friend who is clearly not doing so well. Domenico has been in that situation many times in the past and doesn't hesitate to "pay it forward."
The spies themselves are not always German.They are often Belgians, Swiss, or Frenchmen employedin various trades and professions, and eachbeing known in the Bureau of Secret Police by a numberonly, their monthly information being docketed underthat particular number. Every six months an "inspection"is held, and monetary rewards made to thosewhose success has been most noteworthy.
The whole brigade of spies in England is controlledby a well-known member of the German Secret Policein London, from whom the travelling agents taketheir orders, and in turn transmit them to the "fixed-posts,"who are scattered up and down the country.
It is often said that the Germans do not require topursue any system of espionage in England whenthey can purchase our Ordnance maps at a shilling each.But do these Ordnance maps show the number ofhorses and carts in a district, the stores of food andforage, the best way in which to destroy bridges, thelines of telegraph and telephone, and the places withwhich they communicate, and such-like matters of[7]vital importance to the invader? Facts such as these,and many others, are being daily conveyed by spiesin their carefully prepared reports to Berlin, as wellas the secrets of every detail of our armament, ourdefences, and our newest inventions.
During the last twelve months, aided by a well-knowndetective officer, I have made personal inquiryinto the presence and work of these spies, an inquirywhich has entailed a great amount of travelling, muchwatchfulness, and often considerable discomfort, forI have felt that, in the circumstances, some systemof contra-espionage should be established, as has beendone in France.
Colonel Mark Lockwood, Member for Epping, soundeda very serious warning note in the middle of 1908 whenhe asked questions of the Minister for War, and afterwardsof the Prime Minister, respecting the presenceof German spies in Norfolk, Suffolk, Essex, and elsewhere.He pointed out that for the past two yearsthese individuals, working upon a carefully preparedplan, had been sketching, photographing, and carefullymaking notes throughout the whole of East Anglia.
Indeed, from the first I suspected that it had beenher influence that had roused him to action; she whohad promised him her assistance, and who had pointedout how, by watching and unmasking the spies, hemight render his King and country signal service.
In the room was a large camera with a flashlightapparatus, while pinned upon a screen before thecamera was a big tracing of a plan of one of the chiefdefensive forts which the spies had that night securedfrom Rosyth, and which they were now in the act ofphotographing.[29]
"Good!" he exclaimed at last. "I've picked upInverkeithing, and asked them to send the police overat once. We mustn't leave the place and risk the spiesreturning for any of their paraphernalia. The disappearanceof Vera, however, worries me. I sent herhere with a note purporting to come from the chiefof the German Secret Service in England, Hermann[33]Hartmann; but she has vanished, and we must, assoon as the police arrive, go in search of her."
"My first duty, Jack, is to my King and my country,"he declared, sitting on the edge of the table in thespies' photographic studio. "I have tried to performit to-night, and have, fortunately, exposed the Germanactivity in our midst. When the police arrive toview this spies' nest, we must at once search forher who is always my confidante, and to whosewoman's wits and foresight this success is in no smallmeasure due."
Vera rose, a tall, fair-haired, and sweet-faced figurein black, and seating herself at the table, served us ourtea. She was no stranger at our chambers, and asan Admiral's daughter, the question of German spiesin England, which her lover had taken up so strongly,interested her most keenly. The Forth Bridge peril hadalready impressed a great and serious truth upon theGovernment, but Ray Raymond's success had only whettedhis appetite for further exploration and discovery.
Mention of Hermann Hartmann, the ingenious andfearless secret agent who controlled so cleverly thevast army of German spies spread over our smilingland of England, brought no responsive expressionto the man's white, drawn face. It was indeed apparentthat his intention was to hold back at all hazards thetruth regarding the murderous attack upon him.Perhaps he himself was guilty of some offence, orperhaps he intended to hold his peace then and toretaliate at a moment when his assailant thoughthimself most secure.
Had I been mistaken in Vera's motive? Had shebecome acquainted with him as part of a preconceivedplan, some ingenious plan formed by that[94]fearless hunter of the Kaiser's spies, who was my mostintimate friend?
He spoke with that clear decision which characterisedall his actions, for in the investigation of anysuspicion of the presence of spies, he first formed histheory, and then started straight away to prove it tohis own satisfaction.
I noted that the three dark figures concealed near[97]us were water-side labourers, fellows whose rough-lookingexteriors were the reverse of reassuring. YetI recollected that every man who worked on the Blackwateror the Crouch was a patriot, ready to tear themask from the spies of England's enemies.
In pursuance of this quest we visited the varioushotels on our way north. The "Loch Ericht" atDalwhinnie we found closed, therefore we went onto Newtonmore, and by taking luncheon at the hotelthere ascertained that there were no visitors who mightbe either British military officers or German spies.
We quickly told her how we had managed to outwitStraus, while I, on my part, thanked her warmly forhaving made that startling discovery which had, nodoubt, saved me from falling a victim to that dastardlyplot formed by one of the most ingenious ofthe many unscrupulous spies of the Kaiser.
"But is not this splendid discovery of yours ofnational importance?" I protested. "Will it notgive us an enormous advantage over our enemies?Therefore, is it not more than probable that you havealready attracted the attention of these spies ofGermany?"[128]
"My dear sir," he laughed, "I tell you quite franklythat I don't believe in all these stories about Germanspies. What is there in England for Germany to discover?Nothing; they know everything. No, Mr.Jacox, I'm an Englishman, a patriot, and I still believein England's power. We have nothing whatever tofear from Germany."
"Your theory is hardly borne out by facts, Professor,"I said, proceeding to tell him of our discoveryat Rosyth, and how we had outwitted the spies regardingthe new submarine, and also the airship atLochindorb.
"Very well," I replied, shrugging my shoulders. "Ihave warned you, Professor Emden. The Governmentwill not admit the presence of spies amongst us, and forthat reason we are now collecting indisputable evidence."
"He's a pig-headed old ass!" I declared. "Oneof millions of others in England. They close theireyes to the dangers of this horde of spies among us,and will only open them when the Germans comemarching up the street and billet themselves in theirhouses. But he's a strange man, Ray, a very strangeman," I added.
But that incident had aroused a good deal of doubtand suspicion within me. Who was that handsomeyoung Italian woman whom the spies had visited atthat late hour? And, above all, who was that manwith whom she had been annoyed for showing himself?
Surely the spies had already made considerableprogress! My indignation was such that I couldhave walked over to the table where the pair hadseated themselves, and denounced that elegant Italianas a spy of the Kaiser. But I foresaw that by patienceI might yet discover more that would be of interest.
I had noticed from Ray's manner that he had becomevery suspicious. He somehow scented thepresence of spies at times when, I confess, I felt calmand reassured. And his natural intuition was seldom,if ever, wrong.
Silently we entered just as the spies had done,passing through the kitchen, and up the stairs. Thelaboratory was at the top of the house I knew, andwas always kept locked. Therefore we crept forward,without the slightest sound.
"Good. Now listen attentively to me for a fewminutes," he said, lighting a fresh cigarette and fixinghis dark, penetrating eyes upon mine. "I and myfriend Shand have a very difficult task. A certainColonel von Rausch, of the German Intelligence Department,is, we have discovered, in England on asecret mission. It is suspected that he is here controllinga number of spies who had been engaged instaff-rides in the eastern counties, and to receive theirreports. My object is to learn the truth, and it canonly be done by great tact and caution. I tell youthis so that any orders I give you may not surpriseyou. Obey, and do not seek motive. Am I clear?" 2ff7e9595c
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